First of all, I want to welcome all my new followers! Thanks for joining me/us in this crazy adventure. I have to ask - how are you all finding my Tumblr?? Tags? Referrals from other blogs? I’m mostly just curious!
I also want to thank everyone for their lovely comments on the photos from our maternity shoot! We are pleased we have so many people fooled into thinking we have such well-behaved dogs when in reality, there was much shouting, chaos, and so on. ;)
I canNOT believe how close my due date is, you guys. Baby boy could decide to be born at any time now, which is an exciting and terrifying thought.
I’ve reached the point where every single day is a little more difficult and uncomfortable than the previous. I think he’s slowly but surely making his descent down, especially if my increased bathroom trips are taken into consideration. The hip pain at night is getting worse, no matter how many pillows I use, and my feet just seem to ache all the time now. I’m so grateful we can afford for me not to work in these last couple weeks, I can’t even tell you.
My wife is out of town for a few days, so of course we’re hoping baby boy stays put. As of now, I don’t see any reason why he won’t, but one never knows. At least she’s only a couple hours away should I need her.
He’s still pretty active and his movements have begun to hurt now and again. He’s moving around in there as I type this, as a matter of fact. He’s been beating up my cervix the last few days, which is super painful. Sometimes I feel the sharp, shooting pains down into my thighs!
In the couple weeks, I’ve found I experience a lot of Braxton Hicks contractions when walking a lot or exerting myself. Which I know is normal, especially at this stage of the pregnancy, but it’s also not exactly fun. They don’t hurt, but they are definitely uncomfortable. It feels like my belly is in a vice and it affects my pace when walking.
Speaking of walking, a friend who is pregnant 4 weeks behind me and I went for a walk the other day. It was warm out, but we kept a pretty slow pace and had water with us, and there were shady spots to stop and rest. We ended up walking for 2 hours and I was exhausted for the rest of the day. Like so tired by bedtime, I was weepy. It’s sort of amazing how little stamina I have some days. I feel like that does not bode well for my labor process. Haha.
I’m not telling. ;)
We have a name all picked out for baby boy, but my wife especially wants to wait until he’s born before we announce it. We already have names picked out for the next kid we hope to have, whether it’s a boy or a girl, but I won’t mention them here for now.
I will say this, though - 2 girl names we considered but likely won’t use are Harper and Willa.
They do get along, yes! The black and white one a female and she’s about 6 now. We rescued her as an adult last summer because we needed a companion for our male, the blue. He’s only about 4. He’s a total lover and will kiss you to death, but is also super high energy and was getting to be too much at times. We decided it might be worth a try to introduce an older, dominant female into the pack and she did *exactly* what we hoped she would do: give him some much-needed dog companionship and be an outlet for all of his energy. She is also the clear alpha between them and puts him in his place when needed. He’s really calmed down a lot since we’ve had her and they are a fully bonded pair. :)
My former coworker has an adult female Pittie that won’t tolerate any other dogs (besides the 2 she grew up with), either, and it can be rough. Have you taken your girl to training at all? Sometimes that can help.
Thank you so much! I appreciate that you appreciate my updates. :)
We went in for the above mentioned yesterday. I’m up 16.4 pounds total, blood pressure was good, and baby boy’s heartbeat was steady in the 150bpm range. He’s still head down and lately, likes to stick his little bum out as far as possible right below my boobs. I was also surprised by having to do the GBS test, which involves a swab of both the vagina and the rectum. I wish I had had some warning. :p
I’d say the yeast infection is clearing up, slowly but surely, so that’s good. We talked to her a little about my emotional ups and downs and she assured me it’s normal. Which I knew, but validation from any source is good when you feel so bad about feeling so bad. She also encouraged me to be very kind to myself, to treat myself like I would treat my baby, to eat when I’m hungry, to sleep when I’m tired, etc. To just take care of myself in general. So I’m trying. I told her I think it’s just the magnitude of the change we’re about to go through that’s causing so much of my insecurities and anxieties. I still want my wife super close right now and it can be hard for me to remember that her brain is very different from mine and also isn’t in the same place. Meaning, being the pregnant one, I feel like ALL I can think about is this baby and what’s to come. Her mind is on the baby, too, of course, but it’s also, understandably, on other things. And though it’s hard for me right now to understand things like why she’d want to spend half a day off hiking with a friend instead of staying home with me, I need to try to be better about not wanting allllll of her focus and attention.
It’s hard, too, to be feeling so uncomfortable every day and to know it’s only going to get worse. Especially the shortness of breath and the general difficulty with shifting/moving while both sitting and laying down. And I thought my feet wouldn’t hurt anymore now that I’m not working anymore, and the pain is better, but they still just ache by the end of the day.
Oh, and apparently the feeling I get now and again of my breath being taken away is Braxton Hicks! I’ve been feeling them when my belly gets tight, more and more lately, but thought the breathlessness was just the way he was positioned or something. I’ve also started feeling some intermittent dull, period-like cramps recently. My body is definitely prepping itself.
She also recommended that my wife and I plan an nice evening/outing of some sort for 2 weeks from now. I thought that was a lovely idea. We’ll have to come up with something. We’re also having a friend come over to take some informal maternity photos on Tuesday. I didn’t really think I wanted them, but am liking the idea more now. Just a few shots in our yard, nothing too cheesy or silly, and we’re hoping we can get the dogs in a couple of them. That should be an interesting endeavor given how OMG, SO EXCITED they get when people come over.
I thought the breastfeeding class was super helpful. I feel like I have a good grasp on how it’s all supposed to work, so hopefully baby boy is a natural and we get into a good groove right away.
37 weeks tomorrow. Holy crap. I’m not really ready for him to come yet, but sometimes, like this morning, I feel overwhelmed with the desire for him to be here already so that I can hold him in my arms.
I turned the page on our calendar yesterday and there it was, on the 30th: “Due date!” I’ll admit it threw me for a little loop, to see that date on the current calendar month’s page. It has all gone by way too fast in some respects. I’m not yet at that point where I’m over being pregnant, but I can see feeling that way in another 4 weeks. The general discomfort continues to increase little by little, especially at night, but overall, I’d say I’m doing well.
I’m slowly but surely feeling better after last week. I’ve been sick more often in these past 8 months than I was in the 4 years previous. My ears are still very plugged and they ring a lot, but at least the pain is gone. My mom told me her ears were plugged for 3 months when she was pregnant with me! I looked it up and apparently it’s not uncommon, once your ears become plugged for whatever reason when pregnant, for them to stay that way until you give birth because of all the fluid retention. Ugh.
Today was my last day of work! YAY! I’m so exhausted right now, it’s not even funny. And it wasn’t even all that busy a day for me! I guess that just goes to show it’s a good thing I’m done. Hopefully it means no more aching feet. And it definitely means no more compression socks!
My wife insists I spend all next week doing a lot of nothing, just decompressing and relaxing and the like. I feel like I should structure my days a little bit so that I don’t end up doing literally nothing for 4-ish weeks, but I do plan on resting a lot. I’m really grateful for the opportunity, that’s for sure. I also need to get the nursery in order again since we have yet to put things away from the baby shower.
Baby boy continues to be active and strong. I think I’m really going to miss feeling him move around inside of me. I’m really not ready for labor (are you ever?), so I do hope he stays in until at least 40 weeks. We have a midwife appointment next week, after which I start going in every week, and a breastfeeding class, which I’m looking forward to. I’m nervous about breastfeeding in some ways, mostly about the potential problems as well as the issues that eventually come along regarding weaning, my own body autonomy, trying to get pregnant while still breastfeeding, etc. We’ll have an incredible support system for all of that, thankfully, so I know I shouldn’t be worrying yet, but that’s what I tend to do - worry.
I’ve become very, very protective of my time with my wife lately. This is the last month of it being just us and I really want to make the most of it, even if all we do it sit on the couch together watching stupid movies. And I don’t want to lose sight of “us” once baby boy is here, even if we are terribly excited about him as an addition to our family. My coworker has already volunteered to babysit for an hour or two anytime we want to get out together, even if it is just to go down and sit at a coffee shop. Even if we don’t take her up on it for one reason or another, I like knowing it’s an option should we want and/or need it.
Okay, off to a nap I go. I hope everyone’s having a great weekend!